Sophia Jarren

An innocent young woman, Sophia has mid-back lengths red curls, a beautiful contradiction to her pale skin. Her eyes, a deep chocolate brown, usually hold a dumb gaze, an attempt to cover for the intelligence she possesses, which is against what her parents taught her. She enjoys the comfort of a light white jacket, complete with button-down black collared shirt and blue and black plaid skirt. A pair of simple black high heels dawning her feet.

Personality

Sophia is a generally cautious young lady, her parents having raised her to be ‘appropriate’ in every situation. This attitude towards her growth from her parents created a soft spoken, low self-esteem, gentle female that relies heavily on the males in her life to keep her in check.

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Sophia, again, grew up in an extremely controlled environment. Her parents, both wealthy and rather stuck up, expect only the best from their only daughter, including unwavering respect and perfection within her own life. Her mother a blonde and her father darker haired, she’s seen as the odd anomaly of the family with her red hair; one more reason she’ll never quite reach mommy and daddy’s standards of perfection.

She was incredibly intelligent, even comparing her to her other privately tutored schoolmates. But even this couldn’t make her parents happy and she has therefore masked her intelligence by seeming outwardly dumb. The epitome of perfection for a lady in her mother’s eyes is to be silent, blonde, and thin, with the ability to cook, clean, and produce perfect offspring.

Beneath her carefully crafted outer shell, Sophia has a bubbling personality with a knack for acting. She despises men that feel they can rule over women, yet those are the only men she’s had contact with due to her parents. Perhaps, just perhaps, there’s the possibility of Sophia becoming a strong individual once she’s away from her parents for a time.

Sophia Jarren's Story

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# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-23 06:58:42, as a chat transcript.

lag?))

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-23 06:59:23, as a chat transcript.

eek, sorry, my computer is lagging for some reason, were you saying something to Sophia, Xion, dear?))

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-23 07:00:12, as a chat transcript.

v.v the chat won't load what other people are saying unless I enter something myself.))

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-23 07:02:53, as written by Lady_Syhoitta

Sophia Jarren She paused at the entrance, glancing about, brown eyes wide in terror. What on earth was she doing here? A man commented something, and she jumped back, breath caught in her throat. She moved to the side, giving him enough room to get by her without having to touch her in anyway. "I'm sorry, Sir. Forgive me for being in your way."

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-23 07:03:06, as a chat transcript.

someone say something... ))

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-23 07:03:29, as a chat transcript.

Anything...?))

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-23 07:03:48, as a chat transcript.

mah, why is chat being retarded?))

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-23 07:06:19, as written by Lady_Syhoitta

Sophia Jarren She glanced up, her head still bowed, hands being wrung in front of her form. She was hardly able to breathe; she still skittered to the side, bowing her head evermore. The red locks slid completely from behind her to the front, hiding her visage as much as they could from the outside world. She crossed her ankles, oping her hips out in a beautiful way; her mother would be so proud with how she was standing.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-23 07:07:31, as a chat transcript.

meh, brb, the chat still isn't working, and keeps logging me out. Time to reboot the internet.))

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-23 07:08:44, as a chat transcript.

yay! it works!))

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-23 07:10:44, as written by Lady_Syhoitta

Sophia Jarren "Oh no, Sir," she replied, head bowing even more, her chin now tempting to touch her upper chest. Her fingers fidgeted with each other, slender, piano fingers tugging upon themselves and upon her clothing. She was gnawing on her bottom, the nervousness over taking her. Her mother and father were going to kill her! "It would be highly unladylike of me to sit before such a young man," she replied, words tender and soft.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-23 07:13:59, as written by Lady_Syhoitta

Sophia Jarren She blinked, glancing up. Her chocolate eyes caught his visage, redness blossoming upon her cheeks when she noticed she had broken code and looked him in the face. She started a sentence, and began to stutter, her nervousness growing within her chest. She cleared her throat, halting her continuous spouting stupidity; although, mother would have been proud. "As a respectable young lady, as my mother has raised me to be, I know it would be wrong to sit with you, someone far better than myself."

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-23 07:16:59, as written by Lady_Syhoitta

Sophia Jarren She was flustered; this was not how he was supposed to act! He had his rehearsed lines and she had hers, there was a dialogue they were supposed to go through and then, and only then, she might be able to serve him, make sure he was comfortable and well fed and had much drink. She went silent at his question, completely caught off guard and not sure how to react. When in doubt, she heard her mother's voice in her head, show your stupidity. And, thusly, she stood there in completely silence, too stupid to answer.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-23 07:22:53, as written by Lady_Syhoitta

Sophia Jarren She gasped, pretty orbs wide as she moved against her will, arms thrust out to try and secure her balance even though it was obviously not up to her if she acquired the wished for balance or not. She felt the seat beneath her, the pleated skirt folding and pushing up against her pale legs. She sat, gripping the edge of the seat so hard her knuckles blanched. The fear was obvious upon her face, but after only a few minutes she reclaimed her emotionless gaze that was so comfortable for her, a glaze of stupidity within her eyes. "No Sir," she replied to him, voice soft. "With what I assume was your aid, I had no need of doing anything. Thank you."

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-23 07:26:35, as written by Lady_Syhoitta

Sophia Jarren "If My Lord had requested I sit with him I would have, though not a formal request was offered. I could not, therefore, take the seat beside you." Her fingers slightly unlocking from the seat, she made sure her ankles were crossed, the heels glinting in the light of the bar. After a minute, she unlaced her fingertips from the chair and placed them properly in her lap.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-23 07:29:28, as written by Lady_Syhoitta

Sophia Jarren Her eyes grew so wide she wondered if they would pop right out of her head. She dared to look up at him, sheer confusion within facial. She shook her head, trying to understand what he had just said, the words that were strung together to make that sentence completely foreign to her. She leaned forward, a few curls slinking in front of her eyes, distorting his figure, "E-excuse me? As a woman, I could not understand that sentence..."

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-23 07:31:57, as written by Lady_Syhoitta

Sophia Jarren She slid from the seat, almost mechanically, as she offered a curtsy. She would hear none of this. This was blasphemy. Her mother had been right, the rabble here knew nothing, and the men were as dumb as women. "Sir, I have little time for thoughts that try to enlighten women with falsities. Farewell." And she slunk off out of the bar.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-23 07:32:23, as a chat transcript.

Sorry, I have class. v.v Stupid German 2002. I'll be back on in a few hours for a bit))

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-23 07:33:07, as a chat transcript.

lol, I'm in college taking it as my foreign language. Let's just say... I don't take to other languages well.))

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-23 07:33:21, as a chat transcript.

Eek, got to go! Hopefully, Sophia will talk with you later. ^_^))

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Lady_Syhoitta

Last seen at: Gambit's Bar

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